You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 195 How are you feeling now! How are you feeling!

Roman chased after him out of the hall.

Sure enough, two figures were seen running across the grass.

"Green! Aaron! You two bastards, if you dare, smash me! If you dare, don't run away!"

He immediately roared and pounced on it.

"Don't chase us, or we won't run." Despite saying this, the two of them took off running without slowing down at all.

"Don't run, or I won't chase you." Roman took off after them without slowing down.

Origin Manor has no fences or walls, and its terrain is open with rolling grassy hills everywhere.

They came running at full speed.

He ran at least 600 meters in one minute.

Aaron felt he couldn't run anymore.

He is stocky and sturdy, weighing nearly 200 pounds. He is good at defense but not at long-distance sprints.

"I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

Aaron waved his hand, panting heavily, and slowed down.

"Hurry up! He's catching up!" Green encouraged him, pulling his arm.

Aaron turned his head and saw Roman getting closer and closer, his face becoming more and more ferocious. He couldn't help but shudder.

"Run! Run!" Green shouted as he ran.

"You should go now, don't worry about me!" Aaron said with difficulty.

How could I possibly abandon you?

"I will cover the rear!" Aaron said resolutely.

"Die together!"

"You idiot! As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild!" Aaron stopped in his tracks.

He shoved Green and yelled at him, "Get out of here!"

Green watched him turn away, his back view somewhat tragic, and he couldn't imagine what kind of treatment he would receive next. He couldn't even bear to look at him.

"Take care!"

"Let's go!" Aaron said firmly, without turning back.

Green gritted his teeth and could only cover his face as he walked away.

boom!
He heard the commotion behind him and knew that Aaron had been tackled to the ground by Roman, followed by sounds of torture.

"Hahaha... Don't tickle me, don't tickle me..."

He wasn't afraid of pain, but he was very ticklish. When Roman placed his hands on his armpits and ribs, his resolute expression instantly crumbled, and his features contorted.

"Tell me! Who smashed this?" Roman interrogated him under torture.

“Green! It’s Green!” Aaron exclaimed immediately.

"Then why are you running?"

"I saw him run away, so I ran away too," Aaron said innocently to Roman.

"That's none of your business. Come and help me catch Green!" Roman cursed as he got up.

Aaron thought it made sense.

"Green, come back quickly, Roman said he won't hit me anymore."

"You were turned so quickly?" Green was shocked, incredulous.

"What do you mean by 'turning him to a side'? This has nothing to do with him! You stop right there!"

"Only an idiot would stop!" Green made a face.

Roman said to Aaron, "Green made you run such a long way, don't you feel wronged?"

"I feel wronged!" Aaron nodded.

"Do you want to beat him up?"

"miss you!"

"Alright! I'll chase! You intercept!" Roman assigned the missions, and the two of them, like roc spreading their wings, rushed towards Green.

Green is very agile; he is nimble when running in a straight line and flexible when turning. His talent points in agility are very high.

But the two men's encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, constantly shrinking his space to move.

Finally, they pressed him to the ground and rubbed him against the ground.

"Aaron! You betrayed me!" Green shouted as Roman pinned him to the ground.

"You're not even in cahoots!" Roman roared, slapping him hard on the buttocks. And wouldn't you know it, the buttocks were getting more and more bouncy.

“Roman is right!” Aaron nodded.

"Should we kill him?"

"Kill them!"

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I surrender! Those who surrender will not be killed!" "Enough nonsense! Surrendering won't do you any good!"

“I think it’s still useful,” Aaron said.

"Then strip him naked and parade him through the streets to see if he dares to do it again."

Green's face turned green, and he fought back desperately.

"What are you trying to do! What are you trying to do! I've come to surrender!"

But two fists can't fight four hands. He was pinned to the ground, his neck was pressed down, and his face was pressed tightly against the grass, where he could only smell the earth and grass.

He watched helplessly as those two beasts groped him.

Roman and Aaron quickly pulled down Green's pants.

"Green, you're naked now, you have no pants to wear! How do you feel now! How do you feel?!"

Roman got off him, running and jumping, waving the trousers as if he had seized an enemy flag.

"Naked Green! Naked Green!" Aaron chimed in.

"Give it back to me!" Green was furious. He was only wearing his crotch, and his two thighs were bare and cold.

The situation reversed, and he began chasing after Roman, trying to get his pants back.

But Roman didn't give him that chance. He turned and ran, but seeing that he couldn't outrun those bare legs, he crumpled his pants into a ball and passed the ball to Aaron.

After Aaron received the ball, he attracted Green's pursuit, and then passed it to Roman.

"What...are you doing?" a questioning voice came from behind.

It's Dick, no big problem.

The real problem is Gwyneth Paltrow and Sanna behind him.

The two of them stood there, wide-eyed, staring at this comical and bizarre scene.

Roman and Aaron simultaneously stepped in front of Green.

Roman tossed the pants to him, telling him to put them on quickly.

"Why are you back?"

Damn it, isn't everyone over at the threshing ground right now?

After finishing his official business, he dismissed the maids from the manor.

Theoretically, there should be no one left.

"If I hadn't come back, I wouldn't have seen this good show," Dick thought to himself. Seeing Green's disheveled movements as he pulled up his pants behind the two men, the scene was truly unsettling.

"We've come to call you to the celebration."

Now is a time of universal celebration.

It's strange that Roman isn't here.

What happened next was even stranger.

That's a bit too childish.

"Ahem, I won't be going today." Roman coughed twice.

Now that most people are on holiday, he also plans to give himself two days off.

The celebration was the center of attention, and he had to maintain the dignity of a lord, so he was a little restrained.

“If you’re not going, I don’t want to go either,” Gweil said.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Nope."

Roman tilted his head back and thought for a moment.